Phoebus the altar
set to go far
In spite the stars
stranger in the eyes
Stormy lofty smile,
stranded ajar
The balance of a star on its milky way
Trip to insanity land,
far away land
Behind the spikes of laughters
Ahead of the sparkles of hail
Flowing through a senile life
Making it worth its sadness
Eyes opened so wide
There is nothing to miss
there is nothing to see
Enjoy the ride
With blood shot eyes
